"In this way, our task is over, right?" In the square, Cat's Claw cleaned up the remains of the bonfire and said regretfully, "I really don't want to go back to work in the mine. To be honest, I miss the Months of the Demons. "
"Yes, I also don't want to deal with those stones," Jop answered, "The most important thing is that the pay difference is too big. Where else would there be a job like the artillery team, where there is meat to eat every day and a monthly salary of 15 silver royals. "
"What nonsense are you talking about," Van 'er, who was holding a torch to illuminate the surroundings, snapped, "This time His Royal Highness gave out a lot of food, so no one starved to death during the Months of the Demons. Think about the last two years, half of the people in the old district didn't survive the winter! Do you still miss it? Besides, the team will not be disbanded, His Royal Highness recruited us into the artillery team and burned so much gunpowder, just to listen to the sound? "
"But the demonic beasts are gone, why does His Royal Highness still need the artillery team?" Rodney asked, leaning on his broom.
The artillery team was not prepared for demonic beasts. Van'er thought for a moment, but in the end, he didn't say it. "Anyway, we'll know the answer tomorrow." He yawned and waved his hand impatiently. "Hurry up and clean up this place. I want to go back and sleep early."
The next morning, the assembly call resounded throughout the camp, confirming Van 'er's statement.
After everyone had gathered, Iron Axe stood in front of the team and said loudly: "You have completed the first stage of the task – to protect Border Town from the demonic beasts. After three months and six days of fighting, you have won the approval of His Royal Highness! Next, the Militia will be reorganized into His Royal Highness' regular army, if you don't want to continue fighting, you can stand up now. His Royal Highness said that if you leave the Militia, you will be given full pay, and an additional 25 silver royals as … "He thought about His Royal Highness' words," Well, retirement pay. "
Among the three hundred people, no one moved, only Cat's Claw raised his hand and said: "Report."
This was also one of the strange rules set by His Royal Highness during the training, the team members were not allowed to whisper in private, and when there was something to ask, they had to first shout "Report."
Iron Axe nodded, "Speak."
"What does the regular army mean? Does it mean that we are conferred the title of Knight?"
Van 'er could not help but laugh, but he quickly returned to a serious face.
Knight? They were considered nobles. Not only did they have properties and squires, but they were also given land. Asking such a question was a disgrace to the artillery team.
"No," Iron Axe explained patiently. Apparently, he had also asked His Highness about this. "The regular army is an army that specializes in fighting. They fight only to protect His Highness and protect His Highness' territory. In other words, when a worker is digging in a mine, you are training, when a farmer is harvesting wheat, you are training, when a merchant is selling his goods, you are still training. All the training is for the sake of victory in future battles, just as you did during the Months of the Demons. "
"Then how is it different from the Militia?" Cat's Claw asked again.
"More frequent training, stricter regulations, and more generous rewards."
"Report!" This time it was Rodney. After Iron Axe nodded, he eagerly asked, "What's the better reward?"
Van'er sighed. Why were all the guys in his group so impetuous? Although he also wanted to know the answer to this question.
"The regular army will implement the officer system. Those who complete combat tasks according to the designated plan or have outstanding performance can be promoted to an officer. "Iron Axe said loudly," For example, standing in my position. "
Is this what His Highness said … Van'er thought, if it was really implemented, wouldn't it encourage everyone to go against their superiors? He quietly looked around, but the crowd seemed not to realize this problem and still listened with relish.
"Officers can get a higher salary, and... their own land."
The last sentence made the team burst into cheers. Van'er was no exception. He even wondered if he had heard wrong. If they could get their own land, what was the difference between them and the Knight?
"But remember, once you choose to become a regular army, you will have to abide by a completely different system from the Militia. For example, failure to complete a task, desertion, rebellion, and other violations of discipline will be severely punished. This is not a matter of eating an egg. The punishment includes labor, imprisonment, and even hanging. And the position and rewards obtained will also be taken back. "Iron Axe paused," It's not too late to quit now. "
The crowd was silent. Iron Axe was silent for dozens of breaths, but still no one moved. He could not help but grin and said: "Very good, then from today on, you are a regular army under the direct command of His Highness Roland Wimbledon!"
Van'er himself felt that it was incredible. If he had heard those terrible punishments three months ago, he would have already run away. What was the use of promotion, what was the use of land, it was better to save his own life. But now, he almost did not hesitate to choose to stay here. Compared with returning to the North Slope Mine and strolling around in the old district, Van'er felt that he was more suitable here.
"Good observation. What's your name? "
"Mr. Van'er, work hard. "
Thinking of His Highness' encouragement, he once again confirmed his idea that he belonged to the Militia. In the future, he would also be a member of the regular army and continue to fight for His Highness.
...
Iron Axe soon announced the first training of the day: field training.
At first, Van'er did not think it was a big deal. Running training was rarely interrupted, even during the Months of Demons. After breakfast, depending on the weather, they had to run two laps around the town, unless it snowed heavily. According to His Highness, this was good for exercise, so that when defending the city wall, their hands and feet would not be stiff, and they would not be able to thrust their spears.
But when the team ran out of Border Town, he immediately felt the difference between the two.
At this time, the snow in the wild was far from melting. It had been snowing on and off for three months, and now it was knee-deep. Rather than running, it was better to say that they were crawling in the snow. The team suddenly became sparse, and it took a lot of effort to pull out one foot.
There was no doubt that this special training must have been thought up by His Highness. Van'er had already seen through His Highness' idea. At this time, protests were basically useless, and the only thing they could do was to persist to the end.
They spent the whole morning going back and forth. When the team returned to Border Town, Van'er only felt that his two legs were not his own.
The snow that had been poured into their boots had turned into water, and even standing under the sun, most of the people were still shivering from the cold. The huge consumption of physical strength aggravated the cold, and even Iron Axe felt somewhat unbearable. He announced that the team was disbanded, and the lunch time was delayed by half an hour, so that everyone could first change their soaked shoes and pants.
To everyone's relief, the afternoon training was also canceled.
Of course, they did not know that Lightning had been following their training – this was also the little girl's daily training: precise control of magic and uniform flight. When she reported the information she had observed to Roland, the latter almost did not know whether to laugh or cry.
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